As Snuggle was basking in glory as Phyllis stroked her down, Twinkles came prancing by, followed by Julie. Twinkles stopped, and looked at Snuggle.

"Hi birdie," she said.

"Don't come any closer," Snuggle said.

"I won't eat you. I promise. I just want to touch your tummy. It looks so soft and fuzzy. I like soft and fuzzy things. But not to eat. Soft and fuzzy things give me hairballs."

"No. I don't want you near me. You're a cat, and I'm a bird!"

To Mimic and the humans, the conversation sounded like a bunch of meowing and chirping. Mimic groaned, and shook her head.

"Don'tcha hate it when you don't speak the language?" she asked.

"I've been around these birds for years," Phyllis said. "It's amazing I don't speak bird yet!"

Mimic and Julie giggled. Twinkles came closer to the bench. Snuggle tensed, and puffed out her feathers.

"Don't come any closer!" she shouted.

"I just wanted some exercise yesterday," Twinkles said. "I only chase birds when I need the exercise. I don't eat them! I can't digest feathers!"

"Stay away, cat!"

Twinkles growled, and pounced. Snuggle flew into the air, chirping madly. The chase was on. Snuggle was shrieking her head off in chirps, and Twinkles ran after her, mewing like crazy.

"Snuggle!" Phyllis shouted, jumping to her feet. "Snuggle, come back here!"

"Twinkles!" Julie shouted, running after Phyllis. Mimic ran after all of them.

"Hey wait up!" she shouted.

Julie managed to catch up with Twinkles just outside the daisy field, but Snuggle flew faster and faster. Phyllis and Mimic were still chasing her.

"Julie, take Twinkles back to the Estate," Mimic said.

"Okay," Julie said. Then she turned to Twinkles and began scolding her. "That was a very naughty thing to do, Twinkles. Shame on you for chasing Phyllis's bird!"

Twinkles mewed guiltily. She didn't like being scolded, especially not by Julie or Peachy.

Phyllis and Mimic ran into the daisy field and stopped when they realized they had lost Snuggle.

"Where'd she go?" Mimic asked.

"Snuggle!" Phyllis called. "Where are you? You can come out now! Twinkles won't bother you anymore!"

Mimic lit up her horn, and imitated the call of the Fairy Tail birds, in case Snuggle would respond to it. Phyllis kept on calling, and throwing in some bird calls of her own.

"I wonder where she could be?" Mimic asked. "Hey wait! Maybe she's in one of those trees, hiding from Twinkles."

"And she's too scared to come out," Phyllis said. "Good thinking, Mimic. We'll just wait here for her to come out when she's ready."

"Good idea," Mimic said, and she settled down to take a little nap.

A few moments passed. Snuggle still hadn't come down. Mimic and Phyllis kept their eyes on the tree tops.

"I don't think she's up there after all," Mimic said.

"Wait," Phyllis said. "I think I saw something move up there."

Suddenly, Snuggle flew out from the leaves, and straight into Phyllis's hand. She began chirping, and snuggling there.

"I knew I named you Snuggle for a good reason," Phyllis said, rubbing Snuggle's fuzzy tummy to her cheek.

Mimic smiled and giggled. Snuggle chirped happily, and prepared to take a nap there in Phyllis's hands, when the sound of a fierce whinny and loud hoof beats startled her, and sent her flying into the trees again.

"Oh no!" Phyllis groaned.

"Great," Mimic said, sarcastically. She turned to where the hoof beats were coming from. "Hey just who do you think you are, scaring that little bird like that?! I've got a good mind to . . . . whoa."

Mimic got a good look at who she was talking to and stopped short. In front of her and Phyllis were a huge black horse wearing some sort of black armor. The rider was tall, and also wearing a suit of black armor. Neither of them looked very friendly. Phyllis gasped, and started to back up.

"The Black Knight," she said.

"I'm glad I don't need to be introduced," the Black Knight said. "Princess Phyllis of Barberia, I presume."

"You presume right," Mimic said, glaring. "Just what are you doing here, anyway?"

"Quite simple, really, little pony," the Black Knight said. "I was promised a princess to marry, so I've been looking for one. Princess Phyllis of Barberia is my choice."

Mimic glared at the Black Knight again. She didn't like him. Her unicorn intuition was telling her he was bad news.

"I don't care what arrangements were made," she said. "This isn't the middle ages! So why don't you get out of here before I get a can opener and open you and your horse up like a can of solid packed tomatoes?!"

The Black Knight's horse glowered at Mimic and snorted at her. The Black Knight climbed off his steed, and shoved Mimic out of his way. The little pony was flipped over onto her back, and crashed into a tree.

"Mimic!" Phyllis shouted.

"Forget about her," the Black Knight said, grabbing Phyllis's arm. "We're wasting time. We must go to my castle, and prepare for our wedding."

"I'll never marry the likes of you!" Phyllis shouted, trying to pull her arm away.

"Actually, you don't have any choice."

"Yes she does!" Mimic shouted, giving the Black Knight a butt in his rear as hard as she could. That hurt a little, but she wasn't going to let it show.

"Why you little . . . ." the Black Knight shouted.

Mimic winked out, and winked back in behind the knight. She kicked him in the rear with her hind legs and winked out again. She was planning on driving the Black Knight completely crazy until he gave up and left with his horse.

While all that was going on, Snuggle had flown back to Paradise Estate, and began chirping frantically to the others, pointing towards the fields.

"I wish I could understand her," Peachy said.

"Where's Spike when we need him?" Megan asked. "I know he'd be able to understand what she's saying. After all, he can understand Twinkles, Brandy, and Duck Soup."

"I don't know," North Star said. "But I think maybe we should follow Snuggle. There might be trouble."

"I was thinking the same thing," Galaxy said. "Come on!"